I bought a book of Romanian Poetry today because it had my beloved Paul Celan on the cover. He looked at me and said ” Teresa don’t you love me?” and I said, “Yes Paul I do” We are very discrete about our love affair and he doesn’t mind at all that I share my bed with others.

I am writing another grant. Forget what I said about the state grant being easy, they have on their site that it will take three weeks to complete all the forms. God I hate it when you have to work your ass off for money.

Fanny Howe received this same grant for her last book which means we both lived in the same damn state and I never got to hear her read. Oh the list of writers regret grows.